He rolled a condom over his penis. The rubber hung loosely on it, looking a bit too big.Nicole laid back on her bed, pushing her stuffed animals out o... the way. Her parents shouldn't be home for another hour and they should be safe. Frank climbed on top of her and they kissed passionately. His penis pushed against the opening to her vagina. He pushed forwards and Nicole braced herself. There was a moments pain, then Frank's penis was jerking inside her as he orgasmed again."Who hoo," he cried. Everyone craned forward to see what had happened: the big man was on his back on the floor, convulsing and bouncing up and down, his arms and legs flailing and doing the herky-jerky, his dick waving around, and it started to piss a stream out all over the place as the head of his dick waved in the air. He pissed on his own legs and all over the floor around him. Finally he stopped convulsing and lay flat in the piss, obviously struggling to breathe normally. After a short time, two policemen. Blitz quickly searches the area for anything of value, finding little but the sack of salvage itself. He picks it up and ties it to his thick belt. He looks me over one last time. There is no sympathy or even pity in his eyes, no emotion at all, he was simply looking me over for something worth taking. Seeing nothing he turns and leaves without a word.It is quiet for a time. The woman slowly gets to her hands and knees. Silently she dresses. She is turned away from me, trying to salvage some. The official welcoming committee that stood to attention as Beatrice and he entered the reception hall was a gathering of sexual freaks all dressed in unsubtle and provocative clothes. Beatrice was comparatively modest in the gossamer-thin dress that draped over her voluptuous contours. It seemed that the national dress of Schmidt was made from rubber. The men and women of the reception committee wore costumes where when the flesh was hidden it was only with the purpose of further drawing.